Saturday 28 June , 6’00 PM
Ah !! That was an awesome evening, Sky was
elegantly painted with shades of blue and orange .
I was walking down the road to home.
There were people everywhere , first comes
McD there was a huge group of students ,
appeared like , having there last day or
some get together and waiting for more friends to join, next there was a tea
shop, people were busy discussing about
BMTC ‘s decision of 4 way lane at kanakapura road ,Next was a very interesting
board , “Mega Discount at Mega Mart, Grand Opening Of Mega Mart 30% flat discount on all apparels ”
, followed by golgappa stalls ow!! A Girl was teaching her
guy how to eat a golgappa , I wanted to go and say , congratulations to
you madam, you got the perrrfect guy …, next there were Fruit stalls few old ladies bargaining , you have to stand
beside a old lady to learn how to bargain, next comes accessory stalls earrings ,
bangles, clips all the glittery stuff while women fighting to make a way into the shop, men
were fighting outside with mosquitoes and
how can I miss, Kurta stalls J with all these hustle bustle there were
people waiting for the bus also.
….
6’10 PM
The crowd around
started dispersing just like in a movie when villain enters the scene.
Can you guess who is he ?
You are right,
He is Mr.Rain.
I could hear
Thunderstoms from the sky and I could see
big droplets of water on the footpath.
I dint wanted to get drenched , I was searching for a place
to go…
Aww..!! wait a minute..
Some time ago, What
did I just read… ??
“Mega Discount at Mega Mart, Grand Opening Of Mega Mart 30% flat discount on all apparels”
That’s like, If you are buying a 700/- Top , you get 200/-
discount. Woaw… !! Isn’t it awesome…
Yep, without wasting a single moment , I walked back to the
shop.
There was decent
crowd and people were in their own world.
and they played Enrique Iglesias‘s “Love to see you cry … “ , what a satire ,
when so many attires , No way I can cry…
J
I went inside and
dint knew what exactly to look for , to be frank Nothing caught my eye … but the music behind was pleasing, thought let me do window shopping any ways I cant go home now.
So, standing in between the rows of clothes, I wondered why
in every shopping mall or mart , The Ladies section opens to the entrance ? Gender discrimination L.
And it was 6’15 PM, Mr.Rain
started showing his extreme villain-ism , I felt happy for my decision of coming to shop.
I started checking out clothes from one corner ,It went on
like this… J If I like The color I dint like the pattern,
if I like the pattern I dint like the Design ..if I like both, prints were bad.. If all are good , I dint
like The price :p . So I finished , ethnic section dint like anything , half an
hour is already gone.
Mr.Rain has no signs
of calming down.
So, Decided to check
out western section which is in the first floor.
I had to take stairs, while I was walking towards the
staircase..
I saw this little girl , around 3 to 4 years, wearing a white - blue polka dotted frock ,.. running behind
her mum holding 4 baloons which are tied up together, Three white ones at the
base and one red one at the top. For
some reason I wanted to recall what is this structure called, I have seen it somewhere, did I came across
about this particular shape anywhere,
thinking about it, I went up the stairs and started starring at
the clothing , I was going back into years of my life to recall what this shape
is called . Suddenly I was
disturbed, a male voice from behind asking me “Can, I help you mam.. ? , We have only two colors
in this.” as though I was in a trance I
stared at him , nodding head in opposite directions as to say, No. He left to
attend another customer, But, the “only
two “ phrase kept me think more.
There were some flashes in mind, But they weren’t clear, I
struggled hard to concentrate, but couldn’t.
Needed some private space, just picked something and went
into the trial room locked and in the absence of the whole world and just myself.
My mind went to the
times when all I studied was Physics , Chemistry , Maths & Biology and
nothing else . It was the time , I had tuitions during Pre University . In
small towns like mine, We will have tuitions taken in teachers house and we won’t have tuitions on any Important day of
teacher’s life. Like, his Birthday, his
anniversary or his kid’s birthday he was more like a friend, we used to watch
TV & have snacks with him, he used to tell about his life , how mischievous
he was at college? how he came into
teaching ? how he got married? how much
he likes singing ? And suggest us not to
study hard but to inter relate things and grow in life. And to
marry at the right age and invite him so that he will sing for us in the
wedding :D ha ha ha..
Ow my Gosh!! Beautiful moments..
He used to teach both Chemistry and Biology. Yep,
only teacher for both subjects. He
always had his own ways of teaching , whenever we thought he is teaching
Chemistry he used to somewhere inter - relate it to biology explain it in the
other way round and show us there is a whole different way of learning.
On that day , I went to tuitions as usual. To my surprise,
We had no class :D . It was his
daughter’s birthday and he had decorated his home. There were balloons, color tapes and some
other decoratives at home I saw him being busy giving instructions to other
students about decorations at that time. He thought us covalent bonds using the
balloons , The
Only two Molecules with some structure resembled the balloons which I just saw
were Ammonia & Methane , the shape
is tetrahedral. I was overwhelmed wanted
to thank him for the life long learning he had given me.
7’10 PM, Mr Rain was going on and on.
They played Daddy
Yankee’s “ Gasolina ... .“ For the inner happiness I had, the song got a grand mood. I won the whole world
today.
Now , I wanted to leave that place . Mr.Rain has become more
violent . No signs of him reducing. Even then I want to go home.
I was rushing towards the crowded door,
The Little Girl
whom, I saw a while ago is found complaining her mom about the balloons .
She was saying, “Mummy, I want his balloons ” showing to the
other kid to the corner of the shop and
started making a face of crying . With all the uncertainty I started searching
the boy with different set of balloons in the shop, I was pitying the poor
baby. Nobody was found with any different balloons.
And now I was Worried
for myself , I was terrorised , asked myself. Did I get eye site?? No Not again.
I couldn’t move out of that place , eager to know what will
happen , at the same time I cant just stand and stare at them for
long.. so I went back to the ethnic wear
section just like I was searching
something , I was watching mom & daughter from a little distance.
Mom hugged her kid close to the bosom and started
convincing saying, he is having the same balloons ,they are not different both
are same. Now kid is not ready to
believe and started crying. Mom got little angry at the foolishness of the kid
, pulled the kid by her hand and moved
quickly towards a boy of the same age, who was playing with the balloons. I
also rushed behind her. Without getting
doubts as I’m observing them. Stood behind the mom as in what is she gona do
now.. is she gona snactch another kid’s balloons ? NO….
I was keenly waiting for what is gona happen next? Looking through row of kurthas behind the
scene.. abruptly , A sales women comes and asks, “Can I help you, mam? “ there was a kurtha in my hand I just gave it
to her and told. Can I please get ‘M’ . And
the lady disappeared in search of it. Now I got the time , I was acting
as if I’m waiting for the kurtha but,
watching carefully what will happen to the balloons, Kids & moms...
Now, Mom pleased the other kid to lend his balloons for a
while and he refused. She pleased him again
Cute one, he gave his
balloons with lots of doubt .
Now Mom turned the
balloons a 90 degrees so that the red one came up , and all white ones to the
base, it looked exactly like the one her daughter is holding. The kid curiously
took the balloons from her mom and started checking them, Yes!! she was
smiling, Oh! So pretty. J
Such a bliss , in that small incident. I was cheering it inside.
7’20 PM, Mr.Rain was calming down.
And my phone rings, it was a friend. Asking me where I’m ? I said.” Shopping… “ I got a reply, “ You are senseless.. “ , “how
many times you go on shopping ?” [ that was because, It was the second shopping
session on the same day, I was in commercial street the whole morning ], “Do you think you are queen Victoria ?? you
are just a Software Engineer..” “ Go
home” and I dint get angry , Instead I started laughing my friend hung-up.
I realized we all are
like the kids. Everyone has same balloons in the hand. Tied up with the same co-valence.
God has not created difference in anything he gave us . It’s just we think
someone else is better than us, because we don’t know how to turn our bright
side up and cry that someone has got something better than we do. after all, we are all under the same sky, dreaming the same dream. may be in a different way.
I was awakened , when the sales women came up with the ‘M’ .
I was not sure whether I'm buying it. But I had to buy it. I said," Thank you so much" to her,
with all the smiles and she was
extremely happy.. ,as it was her first day
at work. . !
7’30 PM, Mr.Rain Left.
I proceeded to the billing section, and the women next to me
said..
It’s a nice kurta
I asked her ,
Really ?
